At the top of the mountain, the Third Prince and Seventh Princess were bewildered!
"What the hell is this fellow doing? Is he trying to act cool at a time like this?" a prince asked, his eyes wide open.
"Seventh Sister, what is he trying to do?" The Third Prince turned to look at the Seventh Princess.
The Seventh Princess wore a bemused expression. She could not understand what Xu Que was trying to achieve.
The race was about to start. Yet he had not gotten into his divine chariot to make preparations like the others had. He might not be able to control the divine chariot as smoothly as the rest!
Amidst all the consternation and confusion, an old eunuch who was presiding over the first round of the contest finally stepped out and asked, "young man, what do you mean? Is there a problem with your divine chariot or are you thinking of pulling out of the competition?"
"Not at all!"
